His bag was pretty hefty already so Nedim sat back and grunted. Dumb eggs. Dumb parents giving him so many eggs. Dumb everything. Standing, the teen thought he would just go ahead and leave and maybe come back later. He moved to go through the trees, back the way he came, half stumbling over exposed roots and piles of wet fall leaves. His foot caught, the leaves slimy and slick, sending him teetering forward.

Nedim crashed to the ground, right into the clearing with some guy and his pokemon. Nedim didn't see them, his glasses falling off with the impact. His jaw, knees and the palms were sore from his landing, plus his nose from where his glasses had crushed up against his face before slipping off. He groaned, half rolling over as he blinked and tried to mentally catch up with what had just happened.

Sitting up slowly, Nedim's nose wrinkled at the state of himself. He knew that going into nature was rough and all but he didn't like the wet feeling of his clothes from landing on the ground. Smears of mud were around his knees and the sleeves of his shirt, too. Blinking, Nedim squinted and felt around on the grass.

"Shit. Fuck. Fucking shit." He muttered to himself, oblivious that anyone else was even there. He didn't know where his glasses were at and he couldn't see shit without them. The world was just a blur of color right now.

Nedim started a little at the voice, squinted hard at the grass type to try and make out what it could have been but he didn't see more than leaves swaying and some blue. He grumbled a quick 'fine' to himself. About that time he heard another voice call out, but when he swung his head from side to side he couldn't make out more than a quick flash of bright blue and red. His glasses nudged him and Nedim wiped of the dirt and quickly put them on. Looks like he had stumbled into another trainer, or something. That was good. At least he wasn't about to be mauled by a bunch of wild pokemon.

"Thanks." He said a little flatly, strained, but he did seem grateful to the Oddish. He also shot a nasty look to the bird pokemon, he thought it was a Swellow? Taillow?, but didn't say anything about the Zubat comment. At least for now. "I'm nearsighted. But, like, I'm not sure how that's your business." Shrugging, Nedim dusted himself off before he pulled his bag over to himself.

"Oh, hell!" Panic flashed over his face as he realized that A) his bag hit the ground and B) that his eggs were still in there. He pulled it closer and tore it open, dumping out a few of the gems before he started to pull the half dozen or so eggs out to look them over. Everything looked fine and he sat them in front of himself, but then his heart sank when he pulled out the last one. A little crack was running up the side of it, from top to bottom. He ran his fingers over it slowly and wondered if it would be okay like this.

"Hey, guy." Putting the rest of his eggs back into the bag, Nedim left it sitting as he walked over to Trent. He shoved the egg in his face, not so Trent could take it but just look. He looked like he was an adult, and he had pokemon, so maybe he knew if this would be okay or not. "Does this look like it'll be okay?"

Nedim grumbled but reluctantly let go of his egg. He didn't particularly want anyone else handling them regardless of it he could help them or not. He was kind of particular. If he wanted them to be well groomed for Contests later down the line he had to start early. Even if they technically weren't born yet.

"Uh...." Nedim started, ever the picture of eloquence. "... I think Dad picked that one up when it was three weeks, and it's been.... that one's about six weeks old, give or take a few days." He counted off on his fingers twice, counting up and nodding to himself. Yeah, that was right. That one and the green one in his bag were the oldest. The others were just about four weeks old.

A faint memory came to mind, something his parents had did around the house a few times. Nedim scowled at the thought of them, yeah, but what the guy was saying kind of made sense. He was pretty sure that he had seen them dripping hot wax on cracked eggs a few times? He was never allowed around them before or after that happened so he couldn't say for sure. Resin was... gross, but it worked, it worked.

Taking the egg back, Nedim was very gentle with it to not make the damage worse. He was about to say 'so long' to this loser old guy and let him get back to his book, but he had no more taken a step back when a terrible and loud CRACK echoed in the still forest.

He looked down at the source. The egg in his hands. The crack was wider now, much too wide to even seal up, splintering in places. Nedim squeaked out a distressed noise and he looked... pretty freaked out. Eggs and pokemon died all the time but one had never died in his care. This was kind of freaking him out and shaking his resolve a little.

"Oh my fuck. Mew, please. Shit." His hands shoot a little as a clear goo beaded up around the cracks. The egg was weeping fluid and Nedim looked like he might shit himself or cry. Or both.

"T-this isn't the time to worry about my fucking potty mouth!" Nedim snapped, his voice high and cracking just a little at the start. He was breathing heavily and jerked some when Trent touched him but after a second it made to help center him and calm him down. The egg cracked again, more fluid leaking out, before the top caved in. Nedim's heart sank and he swallowed back tears before a small wing jutted out of the egg. It wasn't hard enough to fly on it's own yet. The wing twitched and embryonic goo flicked off of it.

A soft peeping started from the egg before it finished crumpling in his and Trent's hands. A Combee shifted and moved, new life born. The bug type slowly blinked her eyes open and yawned. Her face was pinched slightly and her lower mouth started to nibble on Nedim's finger.

"Ah, shit." Nedim let out a shaky laugh, pulling his hands away from Trent and stepping back. He wiped a bit of the fluid off of her and pet her face. "You're even female. Perfect." He sighed, pleased, and drew out a pokeball to call her into it. She would be hungry and he could feed her later.

Before Nedim would react to Trent again, ask his name or maybe say thanks or something else, there was another crack from his forgotten bag. He walked over and opened it up, pulling out a still slimy Sewaddle that started to warble and cry softly when he did. He also called this pokemon into a pokeball, pleased with how this was turning out, at least. His little team was getting stronger and soon enough he would be ready to hit the stage.

".... Crisis averted, I guess?"

Nedim sighed as he stared down into his bag. It was disgusting in there now. He would need to clean it out. Later. He wouldn't worry about doing it right now since he also needed to clean himself up a little first. "I has padding made for eggs, but I think it's over capacity." He scowled at the memory of when he bought it. It was one of those really nice ones they sold at sporting stores at the mall and he licked it because it had a picture of an egg on it with a 'crack free guarantee!*'. Guess he should have paid more attention to that asterisk before he bought it.

He glanced up and raised a brow at Darrik before he held his thumb up. "Opposable thumbs. At least I can grab stuff, flyby." Which, he hummed and thought back to his care books. He would need to hurry back to town so he could get these two new babies taken care of pretty soon. They would be safe and sound in their balls for a while, but it wouldn't last forever. "The Sewaddle might chew on her leaves, but the Combee will probably just try and pollinate her. They only eat sugar, honey- stuff like that." Domesticated also got special nutrient goo, so he would need to pick some of those up, too.

"Also, don't you know that whole 'ass' saying about making assumptions, guy? My other eggs are three psychic types, a normal and an ice. I'm a Coordinator, so I pick them up more for looks, anyway. That doesn't matter as much to me." And he shrugged, waving it off before he glanced down at Tina. "Actually..... I'm looking to get my hands on an Oddish since I'll need a Bellosom later down the line. Where did you catch that one?"